Wel, heddiw we are going to do a nexperiment. Like on Nina and the neurons. The nexperiment is, is is petrol flammable or merely inflammable. Following government advice, I have placed petrol fully in my bath, taking care away from fully, and putting it over just before here, - did you like that? - and making sure I don't spill any on the carpet. You wouldn't like to see Sioned's face when I've spilt on the carpet. No. I am now going to put my bath in the kitchen. Now the government says I must eat five fruits and vegetables a day, and so - today being a day - I have nipped down the gay hospice and popped some in my wok.
Nawrte boys. However many times you do a nexperiment, you can't say what will happen next time. So I think I'll only bother doing this the once. Be pointless to repeat it you see. Fuck it, I can't get a spark. Ethan Emmanuel Jones bach! Pop down the siop and get us a lighter! What d'you mean they won't serve you? More Nanny State nonsense.
Wel, shall I carry on with the nexperiment? This is an interactive blog in which YOU are the decider. Anyone can vote, except Maude. Sheldrake! Out of my head now! You naughty man.
Touch yes for continue and no for don't continue:-
Btw, I should have said I've got Nigella, Delia, Ramsay, Heston, and Jamie mockneysainsburytwat Oliver in to help with the cooking. Oh yes, and Noel Edmonds. He's a chef for today. Pop your beard snood on Noel, we don't want any accidents.